Joy Sullivan, From Instructions For Traveling West: Poems; “Instructions For Traveling West”

I can feel that ache in my chest again.

I'm almost never angry but all the hurt I've bottled inside me make me look like I'm someone with rage.

Stephanie Foo, What My Bones Know: A Memoir of Healing from Complex Trauma

Madison Julius Cawein, “Dusk In The Woods”

why is it green omg

Dreaming Again

I’ve started dreaming again

Isn’t getting enough sleep

Spposed to be a good thing?

I’ve started dreaming again

A man had his neck slit

After he used his body to protect me

I’ve started dreaming again

I’ve been left and abandoned

More times than I can count

I’ve started dreaming again

I hurt the people I love most

I’ve started dreaming again

I’ve died and watched death

Countless times over

I’ve started dreaming again

But I’d rather stop.

"I love this harsh world because it has you in it."

Abhilasha, from "My illusion of you"

bitch this is all you’re gonna get. this life, this face, this body. you better not ‘maybe in another universe’ your way out of everything. sit your ass down and face this. go make tea and have a picnic and read a goddamn book. kiss your loved ones, send that damn text, and hug your siblings. this is all you’re gonna get.

"The Brothers Karamazov", Fyodor Dostoevsky (translated by Constance Garnett)